Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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Inside the three-story hotel, smoke and dust billowed, and from time to time there were bursts of noise that stirred the nerves of others.

The hotel staff had evacuated long ago, and their faces were full of pain and shock.

Even Tang San and Xiao Wu didn't dare to stay in there for a while, it was true that the battle between the two inside had already reached its peak, and one accident might be involved in the aftermath of the battle between the two.

Xiao Wu clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest, her eyes like autumn water filled with worry.

"Little San, do you think there will be something wrong with your brother?"

Tang San didn't speak. It should be said that he has no time to talk to Xiao Wu at all. His eyes are flowing with noble purple intent, and he is staring at the battle between Yang Ming and Dai Mubai. He doesn't dare to be distracted and miss this. Any little detail of the battle is an irreversible loss for him.

"Roar!"

Dai Mubai yelled out of anger, and wanted to perform the same trick again, and once again displayed the Baihu Liebo.

As he expected, Yang Ming was deceived by his bluff and raised his giant flame hand to block him.

The huge flame hand of the load-bearing pillar blocked Yang Ming’s vision, so that he did not see. Dai Mubai immediately closed his mouth, and as soon as his muscular calves retracted, a powerful impact burst out, making Dai Mu Bai Qi was moving extremely fast, only to see a black shadow passing by.

A head of black and white hair fluttered, and the evil eyes condensed with bloodthirsty eyes.

Dai Mubai was like a tiger at the top of the food chain in nature. He circled half a circle and came to Yang Ming's side. It flew over like a tiger, and the hooks that popped out of ten fingertips bloomed with pale sharp edges. A piece of steel plate is easily torn apart.

Near.

Closer.

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't move, he didn't seem to have reacted yet, a hint of joy flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes.

As long as his claws touch Yang Ming, the battle will come to an end!

But at the next moment, Dai Mubai suddenly saw that Yang Ming suddenly looked back and smiled, a row of teeth gleaming.

Suddenly, Dai Mubai was vigilant, his waist exerted force, and he turned abruptly halfway.

"Wow!"

A tearing sound of a sharp weapon splitting the air came into his ears, and Dai Mubai's evil eyes suddenly shrank, instinctively accumulating soul power to protect his body.

The bright green lotus sword light slashed down, passing over Dai Mubai’s right arm. As the white tiger King Kong’s transformation state was still there, Dai Mubai’s arm was as hard as plaster, and the sword edge passed. There was a lot of fire in between, making unpleasant and harsh noises like nails scratching a blackboard.

Even so, the mysterious sword still left a shallow blood stain, the blood stain along the back of the palm all the way to the shoulder.

From the wound, there was a fiery taste and blood spilled.

Dai Mubai was holding his wound, lowered his head and glanced, secretly surprised in his heart.

If he hadn't reacted in time just now, I am afraid that the sword would not fall on his arm, but directly across his chest. Then he would be embarrassed. After all, with the body of the thirty-seventh-level soul venerable, he would deal with the first A twenty-fifth-level great spirit master, even though he would still be injured, was a shameless thing in itself.

Although he was injured, Dai Mubai's evil eyes were not showing anger or hatred, but a special light.

It was a kind of enthusiasm to meet opponents, full of fiery fighting spirit.

"Your sword, soon, how did you do it?"

Hearing this, Yang Ming raised the corner of his mouth.7 questions novel www.7wxs.com

"you guess?"

Of course Yang Ming would not tell him that for every 10 people killed by the Killing Knife, the attack speed would increase by 1%.

Counting it down carefully, Yang Ming has killed at least 300 people so far, which means he has increased his attack speed by 30%, and his sword is naturally fast.

There is a saying that the world martial arts will never break.

In addition to using the spirit ability Flame Demon Body to block the white tiger's fierce light waves, Yang Ming only used the Qinglian Sword Art, with the sharpness of the mysterious sword, enough for Dai Mubai to drink a pot, Dai Mubai could only Relying on the spirit ability, the White Tiger Body Barrier, protects important parts.

Of course, Yang Ming knew very well in his heart that this alone could not establish a victory.

After all, there is the gap between Soul Venerable and Great Soul Master. Dai Mubaiguang's physical fitness, strength, physique, speed, and endurance are superior to Yang Ming in every respect, and he has more spirit power than Yang Ming. Going on will only be detrimental to Yang Ming.

Stepping on the ghost and shadow, Yang Ming wandered in the center of the battlefield, swinging his sword like a dragon.

The moment the wrist was relaxed, the strength swam from the waist through the arm to the wrist. As the elbow bends and lifted slightly, and the shoulder sank, Yang Ming pointed a sword at Dai Mubai's chest.

A sharp green lotus sword aura shot out, Dai Mubai roared, and activated the spirit ability White Tiger to protect the body barrier, and the sword aura "ding" was bounced away by the hard chest.

Next to him was the tip of the mysterious sword. Dai Mubai put his hands together and planned to use an empty glove like a master. He believed that as long as he grasped Yang Ming's martial spirit, he would have the initiative to fight. Will fall into his hands.

Seeing that Dai Mubai was about to succeed, the corner of Yang Ming's mouth evoked a playful arc.

Qinglian Sword Song!

In Dai Mubai's stunned gaze, Yang Ming disappeared in place, turning into five sword lights like a sword, and each sword light was like a door.

Dai Mubai's original coup of empty gloves with a white blade suddenly turned into a stupid one. The moment his hands folded, his body also showed a large blank, all flaws!

The five sword lights slashed at one place at the same time. With the sharpness of the mysterious sword, they directly broke through the dual defense of the spirit ability White Tiger Body Barrier and White Tiger King Kong Transformation, accompanied by a tearing sound.

A bloody arrow shot out!

Sword Qi reunited, Yang Ming appeared, fell behind Dai Mubai, and slowly retracted the sword into its sheath.

Dai Mubai lowered his head and glanced, a rhinoceros-length sword mark slashed from his left shoulder all the way to the position of his right kidney and stopped. The wound was an inch deep and blood was constantly bleeding.

This kind of injury is not serious to Dai Mubai.

But for him, it was already a defeat.

Even if the dignified Soul Venerable didn't hurt a great soul master, he was injured again and again. If he continues to entangle himself, even if he wins, Dai Mubai himself can't afford to lose that face!

Dai Mubai slowly turned around, staring at Yang Ming, who also turned around, as if to imprint his face firmly in his mind.

"Your name is Yang Ming, that's the name, right?"

"Ok."

"Very good." Dai Mubai and Yang Ming passed, Wuhun retracted, and the black and white hair color returned to gold, without looking back: "I remember this name. If I have the opportunity, I will. I'll talk to you again."

Dai Mubai bit the two characters very hard, obviously worrying about today's result.

Yang Ming flicked the scabbard and chuckled:

"No matter how many times I come, I will accompany you to the end."

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